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Wrath of the Monkey	By : Jayrich Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 19137 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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The Monkey’s Wrath Part 3

The Roman Colosseum, a Mecca of violent history and epic battles. Gladiators squared off against the mad beasts, of human & animal kind, for the entertainment of their Emperor and the people of Rome here. It was the amphitheatre where men became heroes, and heroes, titans. It’s also the arena Ron & Yori step foot into, as they searched for any sign of Monkey Fist and Hana. The riddle he gave them was effortlessly simple to figure out, but as they walked toward the center of the Colosseum grounds, they couldn’t help but wonder if they were misled.
“WELCOME, YOUNG ONES!!!”
They quickly discovered their answer as Monkey Fist addressed them from the top of the Colosseum. “You two will witness my greatest victory tonight!” He boasted. “I am about to become a god unto all men! SUPERIOR in every facet imaginable!”
“We will not allow that to happen, Monkey Fist!” Yori countered.
The Yono Master smirked deviously at the duo as he raised his hand. “As if you could stop me…”
He snapped his fingers, and a moment later the ground began to rumble in & around the Colosseum. A fault line cracked open right through the center of the hallowed building, and from the newly created crevice rose a dozen fierce stone warriors…all of them gorillas. They quickly surrounded the two, as Ron prepared to dispatch with them, until Yori suggested otherwise.
“I will handle this, Stoppable-san!” She informed.
“But…”
“You must go! Save your sister and defeat Monkey Fist!”
He didn’t want to, he didn’t want to chance Yori facing insurmountable odds, but he knew she was right. Like a rocket, he dashed from the face-off, making a beeline towards the Mad Monkey-Fu Man as Yori prepared for her own battle.
“I see several flaws in your stances…” She informed her foes, before they stormed in for the attack.
Across the Colosseum, Ron dashed up the stairs at full speed, his suit still working on full capacity. He saw Monkey Fist waiting at the top, holding Hana as if he were daring Ron to take her back. And he was determined to do so. But as Ron reached out for her, Monkey Fist effortlessly leapt out of the way and connected with a kick to the chest, one that sent Ron airborne. He flew back down the way he climbed up, and came to a hard landing back on the battlefield. A moment later, Monkey Fist joined him there, and sat down Hana.
“Oh this is indeed a joyous moment!” He gloated, walking towards the fallen hero. “On the eve of my greatest triumph, I shall defeat my greatest rival! You shall experience—GAAHH!!!”
A right foot to the stomach effectively shut up the braggart and gave Ron the opening he needed. He then hopped to his feet and delivered two more kicks, before her finished off with a Flash Kick, one that flipped Monkey Fist through the air and sent him over a dozen yards back as he landed face first. He underestimated his blonde counterpart again…but no more.
He rose up, wrapped in a look of seriousness, and unbuttoned the robe that adorned him since his return. He then tossed it off of his shoulders, revealing his traditional gi has been modified. The sleeves have been ripped off to the shoulder, and it has a blood red trim. He stretched into his stance, ready to end their rivalry right here and now.
“For that boy…you shall face my full fury.”
Ron didn’t waver, as he responded in kind. “Bring…it…on!”
You could cut the tension with a chainsaw as the two stood just mere feet from each other, Hana off to the side, watching the fight in innocent elation. It would be the only innocence displayed on the battlefield. As Yori dispatched with minion after minion, Ron prepared to stop it at the source. He wanted to bring it all to an end tonight. No more surprising trips to the Yamanouchi School, no more of his girlfriend being turned into a monkey, and no more secret ambushes that leave him on the verge of death.
It was time to End Monkey Fist.
He stormed forward and brought the fight right to Monkey Fist, starting off with a left-right-kick combo that was quickly blocked. They traded blows in close-quarters, both fighting with more passion than they ever displayed before while facing each other. After moments of a flowing stalemate, Ron spotted an opening and aimed his fist for it. Unfortunately, he didn’t connect. With shocking speed, Monkey Fist struck Ron’s chest solidly with a left palm strike, then followed up with a rising right elbow that floored him, only momentarily.
Ron quickly rose to his feet, and shook off the damage. “I supposed I should’ve warned you.” Monkey Fist said, grinning deviously. “Since I have followed the Path of the Yono, I have learned so much more about Fighting Styles. The one you just witness is one I prefer the best. It is called Hakkyokuken, but I prefer to call it…GORILLA FIST!!!”
Ron tried to ignore the boasting, but he knew he had to be wary of it as well. His blows were significantly more powerful, as they still lingered even with Ron on his feet. But he continued on. Strike after strike was thrown by Ron as he tried desperately to connect. It appeared that Monkey Fist was holding back during their battle earlier in the night, but Ron doesn’t pay it no mind. He pressed on, and his swings became more reckless, which gave Monkey Fist the advantage. The Yono Master caught Ron’s right arm and clenched it by the wrist. He then lunged forward and crashed his shoulder into Ron’s chest with devastating effect.
The blow whipped Ron backwards to the ground, but he still rose to his feet…albeit a lot slower this time around. “Are you ready to quit, boy!?” Monkey Fist asked. “Are you ready to finally admit defeat, to say that I am your superior? Your better in every way!?”
Ron held his chest and heaved for breath as a small trickle of blood rolled from the right side of his mouth. “…never!”
Monkey Fist grinned sadistically. “Then so be it.”
They squared off once more, the emotions of their faces a stern contrast of each other. Ron’s cold glare spoke of his feelings toward this fight. He wants to end it quickly and decisively. But Monty’s face showed a deranged excitement over this moment. His moves have battered the sidekick, but more than that they’ve thrown him off his game. There was no discipline in his strikes, no method in his attacks…and he wants to prolong his suffering for his mistakes.
Again, Ron initiated the attack, this time coming in with a shuffle kick. Monkey Fist wasted no time sidestepping the predictable maneuver, and going on the offensive. He attacked with a back-handed fist to the side of Ron’s head, then stepped in and followed with a clubbing forearm to the top of the head. Ron was hunched over but Monkey Fist didn’t stop there. He continued with a lifting knee strike which send Ron off his feet, and finished it off with a brutal double palm strike to the chest.
Ron was rocketed dozens of yards away, and tumbled violently against the ground before skidding to a stop. He coughed up blood, and groaned as he struggled to even find the strength to rise again.
“I…I can’t…do it…” He uttered. “I…can’t beat him!”
His words did not go unheard as Yori’s voice rung in his ears. “You must not give up, Stoppable-san.” She urged, still fighting her own battle. “You are the chosen one! You cannot be defeated!”
“No…I’m not!” Ron disputed. “I can’t even lay a hand on him!”
“The Yamanouchi School has taught you well!” Yori reminded him. “You must have faith in its teachings and what you have learned from your friends there!”
Her words began to frustrate Ron. “Yori, what can I learn from a Ninja School that will…help…”
And it hit him, harder than any punch that Monkey Fist could deliver. The realization was right there in front of him. The Yamanouchi School is a Ninja school; it’s where he trained for months during the student exchange program, it’s where he’s return several times for more knowledge. It was what he knew, what was embedded within him. As much as his love Kim is a master spy…he is a master ninja. And he decided to use that to his advantage.
Standing upright, he stared down Monkey Fist from afar…and then fled into the Colosseum stands, and the darkness.
Monkey Fist watched, and then burst into uncontrollable laughter. “So the ‘Chosen One’ has finally run away like a coward!?”
“Oh I’m not running away, Monkey Fist…” Ron’s voice echoed through the vast stadium, but gave no hint of its origin. “I finally figured out how to beat you. See, we’re gonna play a little game, in fact it’s Hana’s favorite game…Hide & Seek.”
Hana began to laugh and clap in euphoric glee as Monkey Fist scoffed. “The actions of a desperate man…”
“We’ll see who’s desperate soon.” Ron’s voice responded. “Come on Hana, where’s Ronnie? Where’s your big brother?”
The toddler began to scan the darkness of the arena, looking for any sign of her big brother. A moment later, she found him. “THERE!!!”
Monkey Fist rolled his eyes and turned away, scoffing again. “What does that infant know?”
“A lot…because she found me.”
“GAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”
A sharp knee strike landed in the Yono Master’s back, staggering him instantly. But as he regained his balance and looked for his attacker, he saw no one but Hana, and footsteps leading back to the darkness.
“Lucky shot!” He said.
“You keep telling yourself that.” The sidekick’s voice continued to echo through the arena, as he addressed his little sister. “Come on Hana, find your big brother…”
“THERE!!!” She pointed towards the northwest side of the building and giggled, as Monkey Fist growled in disapproval and turned away, again.
“I will not be made a fool of—GGGGGNNNNNNHHHHHHHH!!!!”
A foot connected with the back of his head, one powerful enough to flip him over on his back. He then heard footsteps fleeing the area, but once upright, he saw no one but Hana…again.
“YOU WILL NOT MAKE A MONKEY OUT OF ME, BOY!!!” He bellowed.
“Don’t have to, the hairy hands and feet already did the job.” Ron mocked from the shadows. “Plus those huge ears…”
Hana laughed loudly at her brother’s jokes as at the far end of the stadium, Yori, fresh off of defeating the last of the stone gorillas, smiled over the development. “He is doing it…”
The ‘it’ she referred to was winning, and there was much truth in that statement as Ron had taken control of the situation, while Monkey Fist began to become unhinged. “Show yourself! I’ve had it with these games!”
“Uh dude, I’ve been trained in the ninja ways.” Ron responded. “I’m pretty sure that if I just came out into the open easily I’d be breaking some kind of ninja rule.” His statement was punctuated when a shuriken star darted out from the darkness, aimed right at the Yono Master. He barely was able to dodge it, as it lodged into the ground halfway.
“What are you doing?” Monkey Fist asked.
“Giving you some payback.” Ron answered.
And from there, over a dozen shuriken flew from the shadows, all of them from random spots and all aimed at Monkey Fist. With nothing to deflect them with, he used his agility to dodge as many as he could. It was an impressive showing, but also a flawed one…
“AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!
…as two of the projectile weapons hit their target; one stuck in his right shin, and the other in his left thigh. He fell to the ground, and quickly pulled them out while grunting in pain, before staggering back to his feet.
“YOU SHALL NOT DEFEAT ME, BUFFOON!!!” He yelled.
“Oh, now we’re going into Drakken territory with the name-calling.” Ron replied. “You’re going down, Monkey Fist…hard!”
The Mad Monkey Fu Master growled in response. “When I find you…”
“That’s IF you find me!” Ron interrupted. “Because I could be anywhere in this arena. The upper deck, the Lion’s Den, the shadows, the entrance…”
That revelation caused Monty to frantically search the area with his eyes, scanning every spot his arch rival could hide and plan his attack, but he saw no one there. Even Yori had gone into hiding. All who appeared to be in the arena were him and Hana…and it drove him nearly mad as he searched. So mad, that he failed to notice the blonde figure behind him.
“…Or I could be right behind you.”
The evil one’s eyes widened, right before he felt Ron’s palms slammed into both of his ears, which stunned and disoriented him. He turned around and received a kick to the gut, followed by a front kick to the chest for his troubles. Ron had gone on the offensive, and Monkey Fist was reeling.
He staggered back, desperate for space so he could compose himself, but Ron kept coming. He tried a punch; quickly blocked by Ron as he countered with a back fist strike. He tried a kick, deflected away by the sidekick, who countered with another foot to the chest. The Yono Master could barely stand now, and as he went for another attack, Ron decided to end it.
Shuffling forward, he buried his fist into the mad man’s stomach, then brought it up to his chest, before raising it through his chin, completing a monstrous Dragon Punch which flipped Monkey Fist through the air, before he landed face-down in the dirt.
Ron landed after him, and stared at his fist as it trembled involuntarily. “I told you that you’d pay…”
The sound of coughing drew Ron’s eyes back to the ground, where Monkey Fist appeared to be barely conscious. The chosen one walked over to his defeated foe, and stooped down in front of him. “You’re gonna be locked up for a long—AAACCCCKKKKK!!!!!”
A hand suddenly wrapped tightly around Ron’s neck…Monkey Fist’s hand. The Yono Master slowly rose to his knees, before he stared up at his shocked opponent, a sadistic grin plastered on his face.
As Ron struggled to break free, he laughed maniacally at his pain. “Did you really think it so easy to defeat one who’s mastered the Yono!? I AM A GOD COMPARED TO YOU, BOY!!!”
As he spoke those words, his eyes began to illuminate with orange energy; energy which was then fired at point blank range. Ron felt like hundreds of volts surged through his body, and immediately crashed hard to the ground, his chest smoking from the attack. His body twitched, but barely moved after that, as Monkey Fist grinned deviously at his handiwork. He then turned his attention to Hana, who had sat there quietly the whole encounter. Reaching down, he picked her up as a crevice split open right through the middle of the Colosseum. It’s the same one where he made his entrance back onto earth, right down the frightening red glow.
“My destiny…is now at hand…” He said, holding Hana above the crevice. “Your power shall now be mine, and I shall rule all! Tell me…do you have any last words, child?”
The innocent little girl, upon hearing that, looked deep into the eyes of her captor and grinned brightly before answering him.
“BOOYAH!!!”
Monkey Fist was taken back by her choice of words. “I beg your pardon?”
“You heard what she said…”
And that moment, Monkey Fist remembered the primary rule of battle…never take your eyes off your opponent. It all transpired in five seconds; a shuriken blade impaled into The Yono Master’s arm. As he grunted in pain, Yori leapt across him, snatching Hana from his grasp. The shock caused him to turn, giving Ron the perfect target. When he spotted the chosen one, he was already about to finish his final attack…a Shadow Kick which connected with devastating effect. His knees buckled, his ribs cracked, and the breath was kicked from his lungs. But what was worse for Monkey Fist…he fell into the pit.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH……”
His body plummeted down into the earth, as the crevice slowly closed behind him. Yori joined Ron’s side as he stared down at his foe in victory hoping to see him for the last time in his life.
“…Booyah.”
Hana laughed as she leapt from Yori’s arms at her brother, who caught her immediately. “You have done it, Stoppable-san.” Yori said.
“Heh, I had help.” He replied. “Hey…thanks for that thing…you said, you know.”
Yori bowed in response. “Sensei has taught us, that even the greatest warriors need to be reminded at times why they are the greatest.”
“Yeah…thanks for reminding me…” The two traded awkward glances and grins before their eyes met. They just survived a brutal battle with less-than-favorable odds while watching each other’s backs, and they won. Maybe it was the heat of the moment, but the two drew closer, and closed their eyes, and…felt the ground shake underneath them.
“What the…”
They quickly discovered what the cause was; from the ground sprouted soldiers of the Yono, more stone Gorillas. “Oh come on!” Ron complained. “You mean you guys didn’t go away when I beat Monkey Fist!?”
Apparently they did not.” Yori answered for them. “And they appear to have increased their numbers.”
The ninja girl was right. In a matter of moments, the arena ground was covered with them, one hundred strong. Surrounded, Yori and Ron put their backs to each other and prepared for possibly their last fight.
“It has been a true honor knowing you, Ron-san.” She told him.
“Same here, Yori.” He concurred.
Their moment is interrupted though, as Hana tugged on both of their legs before pointing to the sky. They both glanced upward, and saw a mini-aircraft zoom over their location, and a lone figure jumping out of it.
“Look, in the sky.” Yori pointed out. “It is a bird…”
“No, looks like some kind of plane…” Ron guessed. But as the figure fell closer, his guess was confirmed wrong. He figured out who it was falling from the sky…and it sent shivers down his spine.
“Oh, no. Oh-h-h-h-h no.”
It was Kim Possible.
She crashed into several of the stone gorillas, kicking up dust upon her landing. The dust was quickly replaced with flying stone limbs though, as Kim went to work decimating the entire legion in horrifying & bone-chilling ways. Her battle suit was in overdrive as well, and so was she.
“It is…Kim Possible.” Yori said in shock. “And…she appears to be upset?”
“No! No, no, she’s not upset.” Ron assured her, hiding his fear. “She’s perfectly fine. H-Hey, Kim! How was your shopping trip?”
“SHUT UP, RON!!!” Kim barked while smashing her fist into a stone gorillas face, shattering it.
“See, she’s fine.” Ron said, visibly shaken.
BEEP-BEEP-BEDEEP!
Ron pulled out his Kimmunicator and answered. “Wade?”
“You are so dead, boy.” The screen was split to show Wade on one side, and Monique on the other.
“Wade, you told Monique!?” Ron asked.
“I couldn’t help it!” Wade replied, defending himself. “She…she did the puppy dog pout. I was weak!”
Ron grunted in disapproval before he turned his attention to Monique. “Look, Monique, I had to…”
“Do this alone because it was your fight.” Monique finished for him. “Kim said that you would say that…and you’re still gonna get it.”
Unwilling to take any more criticism for his actions, Ron disconnects the transmission, just as he spots Kim being surrounded by three dozen stone gorillas, ready to beat her to a pulp.
“It’s too many; she can’t beat them on her own. I’M COMIN’ KP!!!”
Like any loving boyfriend, Ron charged forward ready to provide backup. But after he took two steps, another aircraft zoomed over the Colosseum, this one…a hovercraft. It swooped down into the bowl and whizzed right past Ron, giving him the perfect view of who was in the driver’s seat…Shego.
She blasted nearly every stone Gorilla that was around Kim with perfect aim, and made her exit as quickly as she arrived; but not before getting the last word. “THIS LEAVES US EVEN FOR THE DRESS, PRINCESS!!!”
Ron just stood there, dumbfounded over what he witnessed, until Yori’s voice snapped him out of it. “I believe we have severely upset Possible-san.”
“No, I told you, she’s fine.” Ron said through a phony grin. “She’s totally not angry or anything. Right Kim? You’re not angry, right?”
“Nope.” Kim answered bluntly, while disabling another set of stone Gorillas. “I’m FAR past angry.”
Seeing his girlfriend’s continuous beating of Monkey Fist’s minions began to wear on Ron, as much as frighten him. “OK, maybe we should leave for a safer place Yori…like Siberia…”

“Well…this is certainly an intriguing development…”
Ron sat aboard the GJ Air Cruiser, a stealth jet for Global Justice personnel…including Kim and Ron. Behind the seat in front of him was Dr. Director on an LED screen. She appeared to be in deep thought, but not pleased about the events that transpired with Ron, Yori & Monkey Fist. The Air Cruiser was positioned a block away from the Hotel where Hana was taken from. Several minutes ago Ron snuck in and laid Hana back in her crib in their parents’ room, them being none the wiser. He now sat before the Global Justice leader, facing the music.
“We do have surveillance equipment that we can use.” She continued. “We’ll search the deep tunnels under Rome for any sign of him.” Ron just scoffed and looked away, knowing that they wouldn’t find a sign of him. Mystical disappearances are never easily traced. “That doesn’t mean you’re off the hook.”
His eyes turned back to the screen as Dr. Director began to scold her. “Out of all the reckless actions you could’ve taken…you and Kim Possible are members of Global Justice.”
“Part-time members.” Ron elaborated.
“STILL members!” Dr. Director fired back. “Any and all villainous activity is to be reported to us so we can help deal with the situation accordingly. It has been this way since the Lorwardian invasion on your graduation, and I’d advise you to remember that!”
Stunned by the emotion showed from Global Justice’s command-in-chief, Ron simply sat back in his seat, his face in shock. “Look…I’m sorry. But Monkey Fist…he’s my bad guy. I didn’t want anyone getting hurt, OK? I mean him and me…”
“I’ve read the dossier on your encounters with Monkey Fist, Ronald.” She told him. “And I can understand your reluctance on your comrades ending up in the line of fire. But like it or not, you are part of a team.” She sighed, and calmed herself down. “But it is good to see that you’re OK.”
“So…that means I won’t be kicked out of Global Justice?” He asked.
“No, though you will be on temporary probation.” She replied. “Besides, judging by Kim’s current feelings toward you…I believe that is punishment enough.”
The screen went black, and Ron was left with the painful reminder…Kim. Now that things have died down, and no more enemies were in the area, Kim was allowed to focus her energy on the boyfriend who recklessly risked his life without calling her in for backup. He leaned from his seat and glanced behind him; Kim, in her new mission clothes, was still thanking the pilot for coming to pick them up at such a late hour. An escape path went through his mind. There was an emergency pod right below the cockpit, one powerful enough to get him home. He would then hide out, at least until Kim cooled to a level that didn’t involve bodily harm.
She turned so that her back was completely to him, and he made his mad dash to escape. Unfortunately, after three steps…
“Oh no you don’t!”
…he felt the back of his collar tugged violently. He forgot all about his girlfriend’s speed.
She then forced him back into his seat, and pounced on top of his lap. The pilot walked back into the cockpit and shut the door behind him as Kim pinned down her boyfriend. Even with her boiling over in anger, Ron couldn’t help but to get a hard-on from their position.
“What were you thinking, Ron!?” She barked.
“Look KP, I…”
“You went off alone against Monkey Fist!”
“I know I did, but…”
“He was powered with the Yono!”
“But KP…”
“He could’ve killed you, Ron! What were you thinking!?”
“THAT I DIDN’T WANT YOU TO DIE!!!”
That statement brought the argument to a halt, as Kim looked at her man in shock. “I still remember what he did to you last time…and what happened when we faced Warmonga & Warhok. I don’t want you to be hurt again, Kim. I don’t want anything to happen to you…”
Those touching words began to soften Kim’s feelings towards Ron at the moment. But they quickly reestablished themselves when Kim’s look crept back to anger, and she pounded her fist into his chest. “AAAOOOOWWWW!!!!!!”
“How many times do I have to say it, Ron?” She angrily asked. “I can do anything! Including handle any danger that Mystical Monkey Ninjas and Yono Masters provide!” Ron could see the fire & concern in her eyes. “Don’t EVER pull a stunt like this again, Ron! You don’t want to lose me, and I damn sure don’t wanna lose you!”
She punctuated that statement by hugging him tight, her arms nearly squeezing the breath out of him. He responded by wrapping his arms around her, guilt overcoming him.
“I’m…I’m sorry, Kim…”
Kim pushed away from her man and stared into his eyes. She had felt his bulge from the moment she pounced on him, but was too angry to pay any attention to it. But the situation is entirely different now. She knows he’s OK, and she’s vented her anger…but she still felt her point needed to be made clear to him. And as he leaned in to kiss her lips, she put her hand to his forehead, stopping him.
“I need to believe it.” She informed.
“Uh…I’m really sorry?” Ron stated, his lust growing for Kim & her body.
“Are you, Ron?” She asked, as her boyfriend nodded his head. “We’ll find out.”
She grinned seductively as she climbed off his lap and stood before him. Reaching in her pocket, she pulled out a small remote with a red button on it. She pressed her thumb on the button and a moment later, steel shackles sprouted from the chairs. They wrapped around Ron’s wrists and waist, locking him in.
“Uh, KP?” Ron was understandably nervous at the moment.
“This is for your own good, Ron.” She told him, just as Yori walked into the room. Her appearance only confounded the blonde young man even more.
“My apologies Stoppable-san, but Possible-san informed me that she needed my assistance…to teach you a lesson.”
It was then that Yori stepped in front of Kim, who in turn opened up Yori’s top, revealing her breasts as she groped them. Ron’s jaw dropped on sight.
“They look fantastic, don’t they?” Kim asked seductively. “So soft to hold…”
“OK Kim, this isn’t funny.” Ron said, visibly upset about being restrained to see this.
“I know you wanna touch them, Ron. Along with this…” Kim then stepped it up further by reaching her right hand around front of Yori, and lowering the bottom half of her gi. The sight in front of Ron doubled his bulge and caused a small line of drool to run from his mouth. Yori’s hairless snatch was being attended to by Kim’s hand, as she repeatedly teased over putting a finger or two between her lower lips.
Her eyes spoke of seduction and stared right through Ron, as he slowly began to understand Kim’s motives behind these actions. It was punishment. For leaving Kim out of his life or death battle with Monkey Fist, she’s now leaving him out of her sexual exploits. Yori & Kim then moved to the empty seat right beside Ron, as Kim sat Yori down. From there, Kim pulled down on her black pants, stopping once they were at her knees. She had on no panties, not even a thong. And that tortured Ron even more.
“OK Kim, I get it.” Ron laughed uneasily. “I-I understand. Now can you just…”
“Can’t do that now, Ron.” She interrupted. “I’m a little busy with Yori…”
Kim showed him just ‘how’ busy as Yori’s face moved forward, and her mouth went to attending Kim’s pussy. Kim let out a pleasurable moan as her hands landed on Yori’s head. The Asian girl licked the redhead attentively, her hands gripping her waist & her ass cheeks. Kim then lifted her purple shirt and exposed her breasts, rubbing them as Yori continued to eat her out.
“I know you wish this was your tongue, Ron…” She told him, keeping her seductive smirk.
Ron just bit his bottom lip and looked on helplessly. The irony of this situation wasn’t lost on him either. In the past, he had tried to keep moments like this from happening, due to the extreme amount of energy spent pleasing all women who were involved having sex with him. But now, he wanted it. After the events he experienced, he wanted it…and Kim denied him.
“Oh Yori…I never knew your tongue was so good…” Kim cooed.
Yori broke away from Kim’s crotch and replied. “You honor me with your compliment.” She then delved back in, as Kim continued to feel herself up. She ran her fingers across her nipples, and felt how stiff they were. This was punishment for Ron risking his life without her, without a good plan, but she became aroused all the same with his eyes watching.
And it was the same for Ron. He felt like his pants would fall from the strain of holding back his erection. Pitching a tent was an understatement for him, and though he knew looking away would help his resistance, he just couldn’t. The was Yori’s mouth lovingly nibbled at Kim’s clitoris, the way her tongue invaded the redhead’s snatch and reached into her inner walls…no man could turn away from a site like that, and Ron knows it. Unfortunately for him, the situation grows ever worse for him, as a guest joins them.
“Alright, I just finished fine-tuning this baby.”
It was Dr. Porter, and her appearance was enough to stop any man’s heart. Instead of a traditional lab coat & office wear, or even her skimpy attire, she stood there in a pair of high heels…and a strap-on.
“Mmmm, perfect timing.” Kim said, pulling Yori away from her wet pussy.
The sight right in front of Ron needed no explanation. Vivian swayed over behind Kim and let the dildo rub against her rear cheeks. It gave her goosebumps, as she became wet over the thought of having it inside of her. Vivian positioned the phallic object between Kim’s legs as she let her soaked lips rub against the shaft.
“Like it, Ron?” Vivian asked. “I had it designed to your specifics. I think it’s a perfect reproduction of your cock.”
“Mmmm, and it’s gonna be deep inside of me.” Kim added with a moan.
The moment was now unbearable for Ron. Kim had planned the torture out perfectly; watching his girlfriend about to get fucked by a representation of his dick, it’s brutal enough to sink the blonde sidekick’s heart.
“OH COME ON, KIM!!!” Ron pleaded. “I’m about to explode here! I’m sorry, I really am!”
Kim took a small moment to think over Ron’s apology. “No…I still don’t believe it. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m about to test out Dr. Porter’s new toy right now. And return a favor to Yori…”
Ron’s eyes glanced towards the ninja girl to see her positioned on the chair beside him, legs split wide open and bottomless. Kim bent over as her head went between Yori’s thighs, and Vivian positioned herself behind the spy. She brought the dildo to Kim’s wet lips, and pushed on through.
“AAAAAAHHHHHH…”
The sound of Kim’s moans made Ron shudder; she was serious. She meant to punish Ron by having sex right in front of him, and leaving him with no way to relieve his urges. Vivian began to slowly pump the dildo behind Kim, as the redhead happily licked Yori’s treasure. Yori moaned in approval as she began to fondle her own breasts, much like Kim did earlier. Her legs hitched in the air, she put one hand on Kim’s head and ran her fingers through her fiery mane. All the while Vivian continued to plow into Kim from behind. The skin smacking filled the cabin of the plane, and became louder by the moment.
It echoed through Ron’s head, a pounding he just couldn’t ignore. And Kim’s muffled moans of passion only made it worse. Her head remained buried between Yori’s thighs as she reveled in the moment. She finally emerged and lifted her head to show a euphoric grin adorned on her face.
“OH GOD!!!” She screamed. “Oh, if this keeps up, I won’t even need you anymore, Ron…”
And that was the dagger. The digging shot which made Ron’s heart sink completely. Kim punctuated that by kissing Yori on the lips, as Vivian continued to drill her from behind. Her thrusts came forcefully, and drove the female spy towards her first orgasm, which came with quickness. Kim closed her eyes and reveled in the sensation as her juices leaked out and rolled down her legs. She quivered for a moment, and then looked over at her boyfriend. His head was hung low, which was the reaction she expected.
“You must be really angry at me to do something like this…” He uttered.
“Yes, I am. And I also did this to prove something to you.” She told him. “It’s not OK for you to risk your life like that, and leave me scared to death. Through everything we’ve done together, we’ve always been there together. Even when the world was being invaded, we stuck together. For you to just go off on your own against a super-powered Monkey Fist…” Ron could hear the concern in Kim’s voice. “He could’ve killed you, Ron. I know you were trying to protect me, but I’m not going to go through this again…I want you to promise…no, I want you to swear that you’ll never fight without me again.”
Feeling emotionally beaten, Ron nodded his head. “Yeah…I swear Kim…and I’m sorry.”
She saw the emotion in his face, and it was more than enough. “Now I believe it.”
Suddenly, Ron felt his lips at one with Kim’s. Before he could react he was pressed back against his seat. His pants were quickly unzipped and his cock out in the open, being tenderly stroked by Kim’s hand. Needless to say, Ron was shocked over the turn of events.
“Kim? But, I thought you were mad…”
“I am, Ron.” She confirmed. “But…I still understand why you did it. And I need to work out all this frustration.”
“But, you just came with…”
Kim interrupted him again. “Ron, in all the time we’ve been lovers, when have you ever known me to be satisfied with one orgasm?”
Never. As the redhead pressed her lips to his again, that word was the only correct answers. She’s always wanted more when it came to sex. Even their ‘quickie’ sessions would extend past an hour to accommodate her.
She ran her right hand through his blonde hair, and gripped his ear with her left. Ron instinctively latched his hands to her bare backside as she began to rub herself against his shaft. Finally, the lesson she issued was over. Instead of being forced to watch, he was participating. But as Kim broke away from the kiss again, she let him know that he wasn’t quite off the hook just yet.
“You still need to be punished, though.” She told him, smirking playfully. “So for that, you are hereby ordered to satisfy all three of us.”
Ron could only smile after hearing that. “It’s a fair punishment…”
He was just happy to hold Kim close to him again. He leaned back in his seat, which activated the recliner feature, and gave them a little more horizontal position to work with. He then held onto her lips as she slid herself down onto her cock.
“AAAAAAHHHHHHH…”
She gasped out as it reached deep through her inner walls, and fell forward, nearly crashing down on her man. He didn’t mind though, as they kissed passionately again. His hands went for her round mounds of flesh at her chest, and he fondled them to his content as she rode his cock the same. Their tongues danced between their mouths, working together as their mouths moved in unison. It took two minutes before they parted lips, but Kim continued to ride her man rough, as her hips began to buck from his pelvic thrusts.
“Ah, fuck me Ron!” Kim told him. “Fuck me, baby!”
Ron opened his mouth to reply, but found it quickly smothered by another’s. Opening his eyes, he sees that it isn’t Kim’s lips pressed against his, but Yori’s. The bombshell ninja has injected herself back into the love-in. Ron glanced past her face and got a glimpse of the scene behind her…Vivian had her strap-on working Yori’s pussy from behind. He felt Yori’s tongue swirl in his mouth, and brought his hand around to tend to her hanging breasts.
“AAAAHHHH…” She moaned, breaking their kiss. But her lips were immediately tended to again, this time by Kim’s. Maybe it was the heat of the moment, but Kim & Yori suddenly found themselves in a French makeout, with Ron and Vivian as the audience.
“I really gotta hang out with you guys more.” Vivian stated. “You sure know how to get the most out of an orgy.”
“Yeah…we kinda have experience in it…” Ron struggled out. His focus was starting to wane, and with the makeout session occurring right in front of him, he finds it hard to hold back his first orgasm. “Aw KP, I’m gonna cum!”
His pelvic thrusts became more sporadic and forceful, which drove Kim close to her limit as well. Then, with a final thrust, he shot his cock into her deeply, and spilled his seed. Kim’s entire body shivered from the intensity of her orgasm. It caused her to break her kiss, and she gritted her teeth as she rode it out, Ron’s jizz shooting up through her like an erupting fire hydrant. Their dual orgasm lasted nearly a minute, and came to an end just as Yori came from Vivian’s dildo work. The three lovely females glistened with sweat as Kim climbed off of her man.
“OK…just give me a 5 minute break…” Ron said between huffs.
Kim just grinned seductively at him, knowing he just needed a little ‘motivation’. “Don’t worry Ron; I have a way to get you back into the game.”
She prepared to straddle him in a 69 position, but suddenly found herself being halted by Yori. “Pardon me Possible-san, but I believe it is my turn to enjoy Ron-san’s talents.”
That disagreement brought forth bitterness from both females, as they stared each other down above Ron’s cock. They look ready to come to blows, much to Ron’s dismay.
“They’re…not really gonna fight over you, are they?” Vivian asked.
“It’s not really a fight…more like a Kung-Fu epic clash…” Ron explained, fearing the worst.
Narrowing their eyes, the two ladies cocked their fists back, paused…and threw down hand signals to each other. Kim threw rock, and Yori threw paper.
“Looks like I am victorious, Possible-san.” Yori grinned deviously.
Kim just muttered to herself words that describe the ninja in a less that favorable fashion. In the meantime, Yori took her place on top of Ron. Using her agility, she twisted her body into an inverted 69; she lay on her back on top of Ron, with his head between her thighs and cock in her hand. Ron immediately went to work between Yori’s legs, and quickly brought out a loud moan from the ninja girl.
“Oh yes! Ron-san!” She moaned. “Give me your skilled tongue!”
A jealous pout adorned Kim’s face as she watched Yori’s mouth lovingly wrap around Ron’s manhood. She sucked him diligently and licked his shaft thoroughly…until she felt another tongue join in on the action. It appeared that Kim wasn’t pleased with just being a spectator, and now the two were squaring off against each other, seeing who could give Ron more oral pleasure.
Ron could barely focus with his manhood being attended to so lovingly, and his focus was shaken further when he felt a pair of lips kissing and sucking his balls. Vivian had joined the action as well, and now all three women focused on Ron’s greatest ‘tool’. Yori bobbed up & down on his bulbous head as Kim licked the shaft and Vivian sucked his sack. His heart rate triple from the amount of pleasure he felt, and he was sure he’d blow in a few more moments. But the girls knew that as well, and ceased with their oral pleasure so that Ron could continue with his “punishment”…with it being Vivian’s turn.
“I hope you’re ready to go, stud.” She said, sans strap-on. “Cause I want it hard & fast.”
As Ron sat up, Vivian climbed onto his lap and positioned herself. She reached beneath her to grab hold of his stiffness, when Ron decided to take control. Grabbing her by the hips, he pulled her down onto him, shoving his cock deep into her pussy.
“AAAAHHHHHNNN!!!”
She felt his manhood strike her g-spot immediately after insertion, and was hit with a shockwave of pleasure. She could barely hold herself up with her arms as she rode him reverse cowgirl. Her round ass jiggled with each thrust made into her snatch, but Ron held on. As he leaned back, he soon found his face swarmed by two sets of tits, belonging to both Kim & Yori. He didn’t need directions on what to do next, as he reached out with his mouth to lick & suck any & every inch of flesh in range. Kim & Yori let out dual moans as his tongue continued to work.
“Ron-San…is quite skilled…in the art of pleasure…” Yori swooned.
Kim concurred. “You can say that again. AHH!!!”
They laid back with him, their bosoms smothering the blonde boy as he tended to their needs. His cock never lost speed though, and continued to drill Vivian to her heart’s content. Her mouth was gaped open, and a small amount of drool leaked out of the side, but she kept riding him with everything she had.
“GOD! His cock is so wonderful!” She thought. “The Strap-on still doesn’t compare!”
She was moving on automatic at that moment. Her hips bouncing rhythmically as Ron’s member ventured through her inner walls over & over. Her hands were on his thighs, her fingers clenching them as she tried to hold on. Ron became more forceful with his thrusts as he became lost in the bosom-fest smothering him. His hands even moved from Vivian’s waist so they could accommodate Kim & Yori. Each one reached around to their rear as he used his fingers to rub their still-soaking pussies. The sensation of it made them open their legs wider, giving Ron’s hands a better path to please them.
The dual-fingering sent their lust skyrocketing, and they thanked Ron by applying their lips to his. His eyes widened, as he couldn’t help but notice that he was now locked in a three-way kiss, something he’s only experienced through watching viral videos online and hearing stories from his classmates who were members of Fraternities. Their lips against his, their tongues invading his mouth simultaneously, it all served to increase the speed of his thrusts, and bring him closer to his 2nd orgasm, with Vivian in tow.
“OH GOD YEAH!!!” She screamed. “I’m gonna cum so hard!”
And she did. Ron gave one last lunge and smashed his cock deep into the good doctor, filling her up with his jizz as she shuddered and threw her head back. It was even better than the orgasm he gave her back at the lab…much better. Once over, she took a moment to catch her breath as sweat rolled down her tan frame. Her straight blonde hair was frizzled beyond recognition, but she could care less. Her legs still weak, she slowly climbed off of the blonde sidekick and took the seat next to him, lying back in exhaustion.
“You really have a gifted man, Kim.” She uttered.
Kim broke her kiss with Ron and grinned. “Don’t I know it…” She then noticed that Vivian was off of Ron, which left his cock vacant. Glancing down, she saw that it was still rock hard, and slick with Vivian’s juices. But Yori saw the same thing…
“I believe it is now time for you to repay me, Possible-san.”
“Huh? Repay you?” Ron repeated, confused.
Yori nodded. “Possible-san asked for me to help with your punishment, and she agreed to owe a favor to me.”
“And you’re cashing it in now?” Kim asked, being a little shocked.
Yori nodded again. “Do not worry; you will still be able to feel Ron-san’s cock inside of you.”
A sly grin crossed the ninja student’s face as she crawled off of Ron. Kim didn’t pay much attention to it as Ron grabbed hold of her by the hips. The two quickly positioned themselves for entry as Kim wanted to enjoy the same ride he gave to Vivian. But before they could proceed, Yori came back into the picture, putting a look of shock on the redhead’s face.
“Wait, is…is that?”
“Yes, it is.” Yori answered, referring to Vivian’s strap-on she now wore. “I believe you’ve had the pleasure of using such a tool on me during our time in Tokyo. I wish to repay the favor by using this one on your pussy.”
Usually, Kim wouldn’t turn down such a suggestion, especially having experience with Monique & Bonnie using them on her. But with her pussy being tended to by Yori, it left only one other hole for Ron to occupy.
“Whoa, wait.” She said, putting her hands up. “I-I’ve never done anal before. I mean, a couple of times with a dildo…”
“So, I guess the legendary Kim Possible cannot indeed…do anything.” Yori interrupted, a smug grin adorning her face.
That stung Kim; and Yori & Ron knew it. The one thing Kim never liked to do was back down from a challenge. From trying to organize almost every high school event to coaching the tweebs’ soccer team, she’s always had the mentality that she can do anything…and it’s no different here.
“I can, so give me what you got…” She challenged.
It was exactly what Yori wanted. Her ass was sore two months after the ‘mission debriefing’ in Tokyo, and she knew Ron was equipped to usher a small dose of payback. Kim spread her legs wide open, but still was cautious about the attempt, and blind to Ron preparing for a back door entry.
“OK, now…lets take this slow and—AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”
Ron went slowly, but he also went without warning. As he pushed his head in, Yori took the initiative and slammed the strap-on dildo into Kim’s dripping snatch. Ron kept pushing, until half of his shaft was inside of his love, who wore a far away look. She remained that way for a few moments, long enough to worry Ron & Yori.
“Is…Possible-san OK?” Yori asked.
She got her answer when Kim’s legs acted like a bear trap and snapped shut around the Asian girl’s waist. “GOD, MORE!!!”
Ron smirked. “You can take that as a yes.”
Kim lustfully bit her bottom lip as Yori began her strokes. “Oh God, two at once!” She said, in disbelief herself. “Why didn’t we do this sooner?”
“Better…late than never…KP.” Ron replied, slowly pushing in & out of her asshole.
It was still a painful experience for Kim, but that pain was quickly being overridden by intense pleasure, more than she’s ever felt before. Ron and Yori began to work the redhead in unison, both thrusting in and pulling back like piston pumps. Kim’s legs began to loosen their hold of Yori, and Ron grabbed hold of them by the knee and kept them hitched in the air. Her breasts jiggled and shook majestically as she took both rock hard shafts like a pro, yearning for more. She would’ve mentally kicked herself for not trying this sooner if it hadn’t felt so good at the moment.
Soon, Ron found himself thrusting nearly all of him manhood into Kim’s ass, the slickness from Vivian’s love juices making a great lubricant. Kim began to drip from the utter ecstasy of the moment. She was being tended to like never before, and she loved it. So did Yori, who couldn’t help but to adore the expressions on Kim’s face as she continued to be doubly reamed. Perspiration covered the bodies of all three as Kim started to moan wildly over the moment. Her pussy acted like a vacuum, sucking in Yori with every thrust. And her ass drove Ron wild with tightness, the friction nearly overloading his mind. It was euphoric for all three, as they neared another orgasmic climax.
“I am going to cum!” Yori announced.
“Me too!” Kim yelled.
“Aw, I’m about to blow!” Ron added.
And what followed next was a display of sexual explosion. Kim came first, and hard as her eyes rolled back into her head. She was followed by Yori, who lodged the dildo deep inside of her, then Ron, who spilled his seed into Kim’s ass for the first time. The two women froze for a moment, before falling on top of Ron. He didn’t mind the extra weight; in fact he reveled in it.
The room fell silent, with nothing but heavy breathing and the near silent whirr of the jet engine overheard. There heartbeats began to slow, and Ron let out a soft chuckle as he grinned.
“You know…I can’t believe we just did that…” He utters.
Kim smiled along with him. “I can…and I hope that taught you two a lesson. I can do anything.”
Yori could only agree. “It would appear that has been confirmed by your actions tonight. But your hesitance to do so should also be noted.”
That kicked off another bout of disagreement between the spy and the Yamanouchi ninja. Ron didn’t say a word though, and after the night he’s had, he didn’t want to. He won a life or death battle with his greatest enemy, he saved his little sister from certain doom, he survived the ire and anger of his girlfriend…and now he has two smoking hot women lying on top of him, one of them holding his cock deep up her ass.
Yes, Ron Stoppable is Incredibly Lucky.
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